Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Panama and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Litter to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Icehouse,
Basic Channel,
Robert Görl,
Reuben Wilson,
Excepter,
FM Einheit,
The Leaves,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ludus,
Liliput,
Albert Ayler,
Harry Pussy,
The Young Rascals,
Angry Samoans,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Sound,
The Busters,
Letta Mbulu,
Marcia Griffiths,
Magma,
Hardrive,
Monks,
Joyce Sims,
Byron Stingily,
Bang On A Can,
Eli Mardock,
Fela Kuti,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ossler,
Amazonics,
Peter and Kerry,
Sällskapet,
Jeff Mills,
Kool Moe Dee,
Donny Hathaway,
Dead Boys,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Buckinghams,
The Vogues,
Unwound,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Blake Baxter,
Newcleus,
Pet Shop Boys,
Althea and Donna,
Lungfish,
Black Flag,
Soft Machine,
Flash Fearless,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ralphi Rosario,
Intrusion,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Big Daddy Kane,
Swans,
Terry Callier,
Judy Mowatt,
The United States of America,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.